Fourth Day of the Hammer, 73rd of Autumn, 525 M.E. (Deneb): "Publicly confess your misdeeds, and keep your good deeds private."  Okay, here I go again, publicly confessing a misdeed: despite all my posturing and pontificating, I didn't go to a No Kings protest today.

What happened? I'm wondering that myself. I wasn't intimidated (not scared, bro). I certainly didn't have a change of heart politically, or otherwise second guess the importance of these protests. So what was it?

As best I can determine, I failed to plan. I woke up this morning without a game plan, other than a general notion that today was No Kings Day and that I needed to march or rally or picket or whatever it is we do at these things. But I hadn't decided the day before which of the many events in the Atlanta region I would attend, or what time I should leave, or how I'd get there, or where I'd park.

Last June, there was an event on 17th Street near Atlantic Station, an easy walk from my house, and it was in mid-afternoon, perfectly timed for my alternating-day walk. This year, the nearest even was about 7½ miles away - a bit too far to walk there and back (although not undoable). 

I got up a bit late, as per my usual custom, and was slow all morning, as per my usual. Coffee, the Times crossword, and eventually an English muffin. The final part of my brain to awaken probably didn't come on line until sometime around noon.

That's when, at my leisurely morning pace, I noticed that the closest events had already started and that some had started as early as 10:00 am and were scheduled for only another hour or so. By the time I showered, changed, drove, and parked, the event would have been long since over. Other events started later, but those events were further away and in other counties. Not that I couldn't cross a county line to protest, but that just added a little more logistical planning vis a vis, finding the location, choosing a route, searching for a parking space, etc. 

I started noodling around on line to figure out when and where I needed to be and of course got easily distracted. Then I needed to make some lunch, then I realized that I still hadn't showered, then I realized that I still hadn't even considered the weather, and then it dawned on me I wasn't going anywhere. Also, the Georgia Bulldogs football game was starting.

Damn it! I didn't even get my alternating-day walk in today, much less a protest event!

Maybe I was deliberately procrastinating on some subconscious level. Maybe it just wasn't meant to happen. Maybe I'm a lazy piece of shit who couldn't bother to make a modicum of effort to try and save his country. Maybe all of the above and maybe none.

Whatever. No Kings, man. No Trump, no KKK, no fascist USA! Antifa forever!